#finances
the tightness clasps my chest
the blood begins to rise
i feel the red tinge beneath my skin
sudden, but no surprise
the negative bank balance
stares me dead in the eyes
I have the sudden urge to disappear,
or burst...
but all I do is cry
anxiety takes hold of me
it relinquishes light, strips hope down to rot
like a monster dragging me to the dark
the hidden costs of happiness...
too expensive to be bought
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 5:42 PM UTC
Millions of people, mostly women, live
In abusive or controlling relationships.
They aren’t “allowed” financial power
And can’t even control their money.
In this way, abusers can maintain
Control as they deny the way out.
Therefore
We need a form of money that is
Open to all people, with no abuse.
Bitcoin is permissionless and can
Be used by any person or entity.
In this way, Bitcoin gives financial
Power to those who really need it.
Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 11:24 AM UTC
These feelings are like a credit card---
sliding in and out the machine of a man’s heart
__Please enter your code:__
to withdraw the worth of love, but I’m really not someone
To bank on all of your love- it’s a result of nothing;
sometimes feeling so fake, with this plastic debit card
__INSUFFICIENT FUNDS__ not all of us can afford
the worth to love; so insecure much, not one to close
the deal; don’t come too close, don’t give me a long hug
Just like my card, I might loudly decline your very love…
Hiding the pin to my very heart- four digit requirements;
four reasons you need to give me, to be revealing ****
Or did I mean to say sheet; either way, its all a cover to
cover around the fact I have a ****** mindset about love
A love I never bought, but I did buy a bunch of its dreams
-it must explain why I’m feeling so broke nowadays
Jul 31, 2024
Jul 31, 2024 at 3:20 PM UTC
Ditty dum, ditty doo,
Dozens of dollars disappeared,
Foolishly spent on that dame,
I would have done a dime for,
Had her dumbness died down.
Not a lick of lint in my pocket,
I reflect on our dances in the dark,
Daringly caressing her body to mine,
All of those dimes been daunted,
By my need to woo and wow her.
She had darted the way of the dime,
Out of sight, out of mind, out of spirit,
In the poverty of love and coinage,
I wallow in my woes,
As if I didn’t do this deed to myself,
Doomed from the depths of doting,
Like a ******* dodo.
They say chivalry is dead,
Yet is there nobility in poverty,
When the honest man’s motivation,
Vanishes in the night,
Into some other scrub’s arms?
A dime, a dame,
They’re all the same,
Coming and going,
The flow of cash,
The passing of lovers,
Only to learn,
That life’s one true currency,
Is the endurance of obstacles,
And we all end up bankrupt in the finale.
Dec 10, 2023
Dec 10, 2023 at 12:32 AM UTC
We heard, in general conversation,
*It costs an arm and a leg, now,
Just to see a game.
To join in the comaraderie and cheer.
To eat a dog, to have a beer.
It's a rip off*.
He closed.
I agreed.
Then something else occured to me
About money and time,
(and what grows on trees)
How they interact to corner us;
To keep us from shows,
And stage dramas
That help us forget
Our real life traumas
(the causes of our nightly insomnias).
There's plenty to spend our cash on
(when older. like me, not when you're young).
So I tell my friends to purchase tickets
For games and concerts,
Plays and trips,
Meals and tips,
And gifts for giving
While above ground with the living.
Cause when you’re gone
You'll wonder why
You didn't spend
Before you died.
Nov 10, 2023
Nov 10, 2023 at 8:38 AM UTC
Battle not for red and blue
They’re both the same machine
The real choice that’s coming up
Is orange versus green
Bitcoin holds your value well
Come join the Bitcoin scene
Skip inflation’s stealthy theft
Choose orange versus green
From Iceland to Australia
And countries in between
People are awakening
To orange versus green
Money made by central banks
With printing that’s obscene
You can pick another way
Choose orange versus green
Break free from your assumptions
And question your routine
For everyone can benefit
From orange over green
May 11, 2023
May 11, 2023 at 9:16 AM UTC
Bitcoin’s growing every day
With fiat inflation on display
Own your money - come what may
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
Officials saying “all is fine”
Printing money by design
Cutting down our bottom line
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
You can learn it, take some time
Bitcoin’s young and in its prime
Yet every cycle it will climb
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
Worth and value it retains
Unlike fiat money drains
The choice is very clear & plain
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
Apr 21, 2023
Apr 21, 2023 at 10:18 AM UTC
Hanging heavy and low,
but still bitter.
Not yet ready to plummet to the earth.
These weights tug at my branches
I must prepare,
for all these unborn dreams,
wanting to live, to spread their own seeds.
A cup of coffee,
gravity
a morning yawn. Making
busy work
I tried a passion or two. They
yielded a small harvest, not enough
to survive the winter.
And winter is here,
reaching far inside the reserves,
testing out how brutally
it can ravage before collapse.
Lost in the blizzard, I stumble.
Your dreams call to me, a light leading me home.
If I can't find my own, I'll follow yours,
we'll make it through this storm.
Oct 26, 2021
Oct 26, 2021 at 9:20 AM UTC
what is it to be 40
twice the man, you were at twenty?
four times the man, you were at ten?
is it being wiser
and having your means meet the end?
finances sured up?
with no need, for to be the miser
a divorce or some
perhaps a strong marriage
polyamorous loves
to your heart's desire
addictions? vices? troubles stifling?
death breathing down your neck
to the thumping of your heartbeat
beads of sweat, gather
and run off your chest
like your shoes on the concrete
you are dying
even while you're living
and you know one day
it'll be your last
cause we only get so long
and time goes fast
a baby is born
the next afternoon
an old man is buried
tomorrow could never come
would you ever know it?
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 11:06 AM UTC
Im in bed
My face red
My eyes puffy
But my sorrows spoken of with my mother
The lights above my bed
Dangling
Like i feel
Like i do
Tears dried and teeth brushed
I wish for sleep to come
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
Is it better to get more money? Let’s say that it is.
It is better to get more money.
Is it better – for the poor – if everyone gets more money, even if that increases inequality?
Well.
The right – who think they are Right – say:
Yes. Disproportionately rewarding the wealthy with wealth creates wealth and quality of life, which the poor can now afford.
The left – who think they are Right – say:
No. Disproportionately rewarding the wealthy with wealth creates wealth and quality of life, which only the wealthy can afford.
So who is Right?
Well.
Let’s answer that question with two more questions:
What does “quality of life” mean?
Is it better to get more money?
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 6:40 AM UTC
there will be times when
a quarter can make you smile
and days will be spent
poured over newspapers
circling with a marker that you swear
is filled with your blood
you won’t know who’s hands
have found your rib cage
or why they have to push so hard
it’s going to feel like you’re
climbing out of a grave dug far too early
and the next root is three inches too high
and you just can’t reach it
and maybe it’ll be easier if you just
fall
but when you hit the ground
your bones will be dust
and you’ll still have no where to go but
up
but you remember what your friend said
about how even earthworms can move the ground
so kick your foot into the dirt
and make your own stepping stone
fill your fingers with your own breath
carrying hope and everything you learned last time
so they’ll reach a little longer
you’ll see the light and grass will dance again on your toes
you’ve done it
you’re here
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC